There’s something sacred about a secondhand find. It’s not just about saving money, though that’s certainly a perk. It’s about giving something a second life, honoring what’s already been made, and resisting the fast-and-frenzied culture of more, more, more. It’s about slow living, even in your shopping cart.

More than anything, we want her to enter the digital world with a clear heart, not chasing approval, but carrying purpose.
To add beauty. Not noise.
To influence in the truest sense of the word: by being a light.

…she needs a name. Not just any name — one with soul. One with a backstory that sounds like it could either be a 19th century spinster or a retired librarian from Vermont… or both.

Life around here feels full — in that good, meaningful, overwhelming-sometimes kind of way. Our house is messy. The routines are hit or miss. But under all of that, something quiet is beginning to stir again: a sense of wonder. Of noticing. Of paying attention to what’s growing — inside and out.

This book, my very first published work, was inspired by conversations in our home about life’s harder seasons: the ones where change feels relentless, and the unknown feels vast.

Mama’s Flowers + Feed started as a dream to share the things I love most, but more than that, it’s a space to invite you into this way of life: one where we slow down and find beauty in the ordinary.